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It’s no secret that I’ve been struggling in Manila for a while now. I’ve felt suppressed, discomfited, big, awkward, unhappy, lonely, outofplace for too long. I’ve needed some...
The wonderful Belle Renee is currently curating a series called, ‘Powerful Woman Monologues‘. Inspired by the film ‘Miss Representation,’ Belle Renee challenged us to think ab...
On late Monday night, an entire sub-continent away, my last remaining grandparent passed away. At half-past six on Tuesday morning, I woke up to an e-mail from my father. A simple subject line read, ...
Do you know that first shock of cold ocean water rushing over your feet? You feel it shudder through your entire self before it touches your toe and reverberates, pushing up and out; up and out. I li...
The line ‘and I’m feelin’ like I’m leaving much too soon’, captures my exact sentiments as I get on a plane out of Africa. Everyone told me she’d get in my blood. ...
It’s rather refreshing being in a city that doesn’t seem to care too much about Christmas. No caroling or cheap bits of tinsel forcing cheer or poor approximations of snow in a tropical c...
I like travelling by myself, exploring places and people at my own pace; stopping when I want to and meandering as the wind feels. I always find it interesting then, to talk to other travellers in ho...
I’ve never questioned my own sexuality, comfortable with my attraction to boys who were bad news and all that it generally entailed [regrets, penises, emotional scars, and sometimes; terrified ...
A crisis of economies flatlining, people struggling to survive, more children born into poverty than ever before. A crisis of hunger, of conflict, of a world falling apart. We face a global crisis. A...
I’ve never questioned my own sexuality, comfortable with my attraction to boys were bad news and all that it generally entailed [regrets, penises, emotional scars, and sometimes; terrified preg...
Manila – Bangkok – Addis Ababa – Johannesburg – Cape Town. And that was all just one journey to get to Cape Town. By the time the end of the year rolls around, I will have hit...
I was ranting about development-world snobbery over DM yesterday, when I was [gently] reminded of one of my favourite David Foster Wallace speeches/pieces. As with all excellent works of Literature, ...
I remembered something last night as I exhaustion-ed my way to sleep. When I was a child, my nightmares weren’t of monsters and demons. My recurring nightmare was of me having to carry a massiv...
Sometimes I need to say things out loud, just so I feel as though I’m heard. To feel as though I’m still here, still solid. In all the amazing, wonderful, strong women that I am surrounde...
I’ve been disillusioned lately, a bit let down by everything around me. A faint sense of dissatisfaction lingering around everything I do and say. It isn’t that I don’t try. It̵...
This post may ruffle a few feathers, may upset a fair number, but this is what the 11th of September meant for my world. I mean no disrespect to those the world lost that day or to their loved ones; ...
There is a lot I’ve left unsaid- about India, about being back, about feeling outofplace and belonging at the same time, about realising what makes me happy, about loneliness, about hipstertown...
Earlier this afternoon; my father drove through the open RSI gates and pulled to a stop by the blue-uniformed; peaked-hat wearing guard. ‘Good afternoon, Sir’. ‘Good afternoon. The ...
In Singapore airport, the lady over the PA system announced that Singapore Airlines flight SQ424 to Mumbai was ready for boarding. I understood every word she uttered. I may not have spoken or heard ...
I finally mustered up the courage to sign up for this week’s Indie Ink Writing Challenge, and I’m glad I did. Amanda from Last Mom on Earth gave me the prompt, ‘There wasn’t a...
A familiar dread settles itself at the pit of my stomach. It’s my last morning in Hong Kong. It is all achingly ordinary: comfortable in the plush chairs that I am sprawled in; a trusted friend...
At 17, I was determined to be a journalist. I wanted to be the kind of writer whose politics you knew were sound because of the paper they wrote for. The reputable ones. The ones that your family has...
It’s Vlog Day over at 20sb and here’s my, “I’m so silly” Vlog. Yes, I am counting it as part of my 101 in 1001! Feel free to point and laugh! This video post is part of ...
A year ago, a bunch of bored 20somethings were mucking about in 20sb chat and, as is wont to happen, silly blathering & teasing gave way to a fantastic idea called Bloggerstock! It’s been an hono...
Dearest Lisa, Do you remember when we would wait, impatiently, for our exam schedules to be released? We’d plot for weeks before about how we’d handle things if it fell on your birthday- ...
There are people in your life that will always be the “What If” people. The people that will always make you smile a secret smile, sigh a little bit in your heart, and berate yourself for...
I hate it when it all stays the same, Caught between the gold and the gain. I catch myself humming this at the strangest of moments: in a tricycle to somewhere, aimlessly tapping my pencil at work, s...
This has been a ridiculous month for my carbon footprint, which is now about the size of a tiny European country. I have been jumping around timezones and continents without so much as a by-your-leav...
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